Colored ink on wood fiber
I had an uncommonly clear sense of my ideal viewer's reaction to this piece. I imagine it developing in three stages. At first glance, I imagine Bloom producing a moment of resistance to, or even revulsion at, the conventionality of a single flower drawn in red. Then the viewer pays closer attention to the sharpness of the lines, the almost metallic definition of the main strokes, and the muscular attack evident in the shorter lines. Finally, the viewer lets those reactions stand in productive tension, not as a kind of Hegelian synthesis but rather as a state of ongoing dynamism.